Wang Zha transmigrated to the Great Capital Kingdom and became the chief of a band of outlaws.
He wanted nothing more than to live out his days in peace, but trouble kept finding him and disturbing his quiet life.
If that was how things were, then he’d have to stop holding back.
Man in Black: “Could I have a word with you in private, young master?”
Wang Zha: “No.”
Man in Black: “?????”
Man in Black: “Then don’t blame me for showing no mercy.”
Wang Zha: “Bring it on!”
The Man in Black glanced at the little metal ball pinched between Wang Zha’s fingers and sneered. “You call that a hidden weapon?”
Then came a bang... and the Man in Black... was dead.
Wang Zha gave a scornful smile. “You think you can take me on? You don’t even know what a grenade is.”
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Looks good, keep up the good work. Don't suck.
A very interesting book, very relaxing